It was a quiet Way -
He asked if I was His -
I made no answer of the Tongue,
But answer of the Eyes -
And then he bore me high
Before this mortal noise
With swiftness, as of Chariots -
And distance - as of Wheels -
The World did drop away
As Counties - from the feet
Of Him that leaneth in Balloon -
Upon an Ether Street -
The Gulf behind - was not -
The Continents - were new -
Eternity - it was - before
Eternity was due -
No Seasons were - to us -
It was not Night - nor Noon -
For Sunrise - stopped upon the Place -
And fastened it - in Dawn -
Emily Dickinson
Musicians wrestle everywhere -
All day - among the crowded air
I hear the silver strife -
And - waking - long before the morn -
Such transport breaks upon the town
I think it that "New life"...
No Notice gave She, but a Change -
No Message, but a Sigh -
For Whom, the Time did not suffice
That She should specify.
She was not warm, though Summer shone
Nor scrupulous of cold
Though Rime by Rime...
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel -
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As 'twere a travelling Mill -
He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose -
Partakes without alighting
And p...